The old man walked back to his room with the black iron pot, his steps did not seem to be the same person as he had just seen, and he walked smoothly and vigorously between his steps, and it seemed that he had hidden a hand before, showing the enemy to be weak. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dare to ask what the old gentleman is called?"

When he walked out of the room again, Lin Yue asked politely.

This time, after taking a closer look, I found more interesting points about the other party, such as although he was unkempt on the surface, his white hair was scattered, and his face was full of scum, but the two shou eyebrows were surprisingly soft and neat, as if he had been carefully taken care of every day.

And on his body, I don't know if it's because of perennial contact with herbs, or because he has been taking medicine for a long time, the shabby robe full of patches exudes a strong medicinal fragrance, I can't tell what kind of smell it is, in short, it is fresh and pleasant, containing the purest breath of nature.

"Just call the old hanging pot a good hand. ”

The old man had nothing in his hands, and he didn't have any baggage, and he didn't know how to treat Ye Tingcheng's amnesia for a while.

"Hanging pot trick ......"

Lin Yue pondered when he heard this, this is a great title, he dares to claim to be "hanging the pot to help the world, and rejuvenating with wonderful hands", and the other party's words are free and easy, and he does not mean that he can't afford this name, presumably his medical skills are quite good.

"It's really a blessing for Seon to lose his horse, and now he is saved!"

Just as he was worried about how to awaken Ye Tingcheng's memory, he met a medical Taoist holy hand, Lin Yue secretly sighed at the endless road of the sky, and respectfully invited the old man into the house.

At this time, Eagle Chixia, who had been silent, threw away the hilt of the knife in his hand, and suddenly shouted: "Wait!"

"What, is there anything else?"

Lin Yue glanced at him sideways, and his tone was very cold.

"Hero, please take me as an apprentice!"

Eagle Chixia actually fell to his knees, his upper body prostrate on the ground, his head hung very low, his forehead was on the ground, and his posture was extremely humble.

"......" Lin Yue frowned, a trace of disgust appeared on his face, and he said impatiently: "I'm not available." ”

This person has a good martial arts, but his actions are extremely absurd, he seems to be on the side of justice, but in fact he is reckless and stupid. If someone else encounters the same situation, I am afraid that he has been cut down with a knife, and even if he is lucky not to die, he will only have half a life left.

This person's so-called chivalrous deeds are just grandstanding, and his real purpose is not to eliminate harm for the people, but to achieve fame, and even do unscrupulous things for this purpose.

In a sense, such a person is more terrible and causes more harm than a wicked person in the traditional sense.

However, Lin Yue didn't want to meddle in things, after all, he didn't hurt a single hair, and he couldn't get rid of the other party for this, just as if everything hadn't happened.

I have to say that although he is often confused in many things, his vision of knowing people is quite vicious, which may be due to the sixth sense that sprouted from his powerful divine sense, or it may be what he has experienced, many people have never had the opportunity to experience it in their lives......

The moment before he walked into the house, from the depths of Eagle Chixia's eyes, he saw a flash of gloom, but so what? Even if this person had all kinds of conspiracy methods, he could not pose a threat to himself.

This is the gap in the realm, compared to ordinary martial artists, psychic monks can even be said to be two completely different species, just like the ants on the ground, no matter how cunning they are, can they still threaten the eagle soaring in the sky?

Of course, if this person really doesn't know each other and dares to do something disgusting and retaliate, then he doesn't mind spending some energy to lighten some burden on the world and clean up a piece of garbage......

......

Gently closed the door with his backhand, and seeing that he did not disturb Ye Tingcheng, who was extremely emotionally unstable, Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the table, raised his hand and bent his fingers a little, the oil lamp placed on the table ignited a wisp of fire, and the winding and distorted light reflected the already small room slightly weirdly.

At this time, the old man had already stood by the bed, and he didn't see what he did, Ye Qingcheng, who was hiding in the quilt and shivering, slowly calmed down, she poked out half of her head, revealing a pair of clear and moving eyes, silently looking at the old man in front of the bed.

Seeing this, Lin Yue secretly exclaimed, and didn't dare to make a sound, so he just stood still, waiting to see what would happen next.

Seeing that Kill Dan seemed to want to say something again, he hurriedly put his index finger in front of his mouth and motioned for it to silence, the good situation just now was messed up by this little thing, and now he can't let it destroy this better situation.

"Humph!"

But who knew that Killing Dan still let out a cold snort, which frightened Lin Yue a spirit, and was about to take measures to remedy it, but found that the voice seemed to sound directly in his head.

"When will you be able to transmit your senses?"

"Don't worry about it!"

"Yes, I don't want to care about it yet!"

......

This one big and one small, and a long series of childish quarrels in the dark began.

......

On the other side, the old man did not immediately open his mouth to make any communication with Ye Tingcheng, but bowed his head slightly, slowly pulled up the loose cuffs of his right hand, and every movement was meticulous, making people unconsciously look at his hands.

It wasn't until he pulled the cuffs to his elbows that he slowly raised his head, then slowly stretched out his right index finger half a meter in front of his chest, and then fixed this posture, and whispered to Ye Qingcheng in an ethereal voice like a clear spring in a valley: "Look here." ”

I saw that Ye Chengcheng was not noisy or noisy, and actually did as he was told, which made Lin Yue admire.

"One...... Two...... Three ......"

Like a pendulum, the old man's right index finger swayed slightly at a peculiar frequency, each back and forth seemed to be very slow, but yet it seemed to be very fast......

"Very good, you are standing by the sea on a sunny day......"

......

As time gradually passed, Lin Yue suddenly felt ...... How does this scene become more familiar the more you watch it?

Damn, isn't this hypnosis?!

"Uh......" He rolled his eyes, feeling that the image of the other party's worldly master was suddenly disillusioned, and he thought that he could use his fingers like the divine doctor in the novel, and perform his miraculous acupoint technique, or the golden needle to cross the acupoint, and use the legendary acupuncture technique.

But what kind of hypnosis is it? Isn't this a trick that only charlatans use!

Although modern science has confirmed that hypnosis is an effective means of treating mental illness, he has always been skeptical, and he does not believe that anyone can confuse himself by shaking his finger face-to-face, or shaking his pocket watch.

Just when he was absent-minded and secretly slandered halfway through......

"Alright. ”

A soft breath poured into his ears like a trickle, and it sounded very comfortable, like massaging his eardrums, causing him to not understand what this "okay" meant for a while, and asked stupidly, "What's good?"

"This girl's illness is cured. ”

It's still the same voice, this time he understands it, but he also thinks it's not a big deal, isn't it just that he's sick, so he opened his mouth and responded casually: "Oh......"

"Healed...... All right...... Huh?!"

Lin Yue, who finally woke up suddenly, hurriedly looked ahead intently......